"Now he's gone too!" said Toby, disconsolately, believing the old
fellow had run away from him. "I didn't think Mr. Stubbs would
treat me this way!"
VIII: CAPTURE OF THE MONKEYS
The boy tried to rise to his feet, but his head whirled so, and
he felt so dizzy and sick from the effects of his fall, that he
was obliged to sit down again until he should feel able to stand.
Meanwhile the crowd around the wagon paid no attention to him, and
he lay there quietly enough, until he heard the hateful voice of
Mr. Lord asking if his boy were hurt.
The sound of his voice affected Toby very much as the chills and
fever affect a sufferer, and he shook so with fear, and his heart
beat so loudly, that he thought Mr. Lord must know where he was by
the sound. Seeing, however, that his employer did not come directly
toward him, the thought flashed upon his mind that now would be a
good chance to run away, and he acted upon it at once. He rolled
himself over in the mud until he reached a low growth of fir trees
that skirted the road, and when beneath their friendly shade he
rose to his feet and walked swiftly toward the woods, following
the direction the monkeys had taken.
He no longer felt dizzy and sick; the fear of Mr. Lord had dispelled
all that, and he felt strong and active again.
He had walked rapidly for some distance, and was nearly beyond the
sound of the voices in the road, when he was startled by seeing
quite a procession of figures emerge from the trees and come directly
toward him.
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